“En garde”said the woman
“Allez” said the man
The two knights moved forward
Sabers in hands
The man lunged forward
With impeccable stance,
The woman quickly parried
halting his advance
The young man smiled
Pleased with her actions,
Riposte called the woman
Now gaining traction
The man stood froze, stunned by her cunning
The two stood quiet, neither one running
They readied themselves for what was to come
The ending near, soon the battle would be done
The silence broke as the man yelled Fleche’!
The woman responded in kind, calling out Quinte’!
The steel of the sabers sang in the morning mist
Embroiled in battle their bodies did twist
The man lay disarmed, bereft of protection
The woman atop him, he offered no objection
“My advance has been halted” The man said with a grin
“I wouldn’t say that” Said the woman leaning in
As the knight’s lips met they shared a brief kiss
They stripped of their armor and disappeared in the mist.
A Blank Space 